Luyện nghe bài hát January 23-30, 1978

Plane down on the old runway
Home again for a I'll stay
Hanging out I used to do
I hope to find some old I knew

the news in the honky tonk
Who got married, yes, and who up
Drinking while the jukebox plays
Brand new songs lead for brand new

Quiet and empty streets
Sleepy town, humble yes
Same old waltz in the
By the railroad

Riding out to a bridge
Moonlight shining the ridge
trees neath a billion stars
Yeah are 7 friends jammed in Robby's car

High as kites and wild and
Drunk as well and loud
Back at I say good night
And I the door

Sunday morning the church rings
The plays and the choir sings
Where am I while the speaks?
Dreaming neath my sheets asleep

Waking up and trying to
What went down, we do
I rub my eyes and my head
Yes and I'm the sun

Plane off on the old runway
Snow fell light on the ground
Lost an hour that I before
Flying to my New York door

Fare thee well, adios
Yes and best of to all of you
I ain't no saint and I pretend to be
But I you all found a friend in me

City blink and shine
Down below, let it
It's said that life is strange, oh yes
But to what?